"Sometimes I think of you and I feel giddy. Memory makes me lightheaded, drunk on champagne. All the things we did. And if anyone had said this was the price I would have agreed to pay it. that surprises me; that with the hurt and the mess comes a shaft of recognition. It was worth it. Love is worth it."
Written on the Body by Jeanette Winterson
2 comments:
Mä näin ton kans, mun on pitänyt jo monta päivää käydä kuvaamassa se, siinä koirapuiston laidalla!
Juurikin siellä, aivan ihana.
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